The human race's attack had long ended, but the atmosphere within the forest camp was filled with a pervasive sense of despair.
Many demon soldiers whispered among themselves, and even the elite demon soldiers from the Great Snow Mountain had lost their previous spirit and no longer dared to rush recklessly around.
Because there were more than twenty zones in the forest camp that were still shrouded in poisonous mist, impossible to disperse.
In these poisonous mist zones, there would often be a massive underground fissure, and around these areas, all the big trees had withered and died.
The scene was one of death and decay.
There were not even officials responsible for counting merits to tally the numbers, and the new recruits who were supposed to arrive at the Seek Death Camp hadn't shown up either.
"Could it be that the Great Snow Mountain is planning to abandon this place? Or has Grandpa Tree's sapling truly been secretly harmed in this round of surprise attacks?"
